Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Evens to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
The Black Dice,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boredoms,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rufus Thomas,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
Scratch Acid,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
China Crisis,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
Byron Stingily,
Grey Daturas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Au Pairs,
Absolute Body Control,
Warsaw,
Eric Dolphy,
New York Dolls,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
Lyres,
Skarface,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
Sandy B,
Tom Boy,
Cybotron,
Newcleus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
One Last Wish,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fear,
Bill Near,
a-ha,
Youth Brigade,
Isaac Hayes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald,
Sun City Girls,
Niagra,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.